Chapter 1543 - The Eleventh Palm (2/2)

If Kunlun’s Field was rendered a warzone someday, Zhang Ruochen would definitely rush to the front to protect those he wanted to protect.

Suddenly, he saw a light spot in the sky.

Zhang Ruochen opened his eyes wide and grabbed the signal flare, thrilled.

After confirming that it was a signal flare from Master Yintuoluo, Zhang Ruochen couldn’t be happier.

That meant there were some monks from Kunlun’s Field who understood him. There were some people who knew that he was just a wanderer who was forced to leave his hometown instead of a traitor.

The signal flare was filled with small characters written by Master Yintuoluo, which perfectly explained the practicing way of the eleventh palm.

In the end, Master Yintuoluo added, “Stick to your heart.”

“Stick to your heart.”

Zhang Ruochen mumbled and squeezed the signal flare in his hand.

He did have to refine a saint-king dragon soul and a saint-king elephant soul into his arm if he wanted to complete the eleventh palm, and it’d be easier for him if he took some extremely heated and extremely masculine saint pills.

“No wonder it’ll take some saint kings decades, sometimes even a century to finish a mid-cla.s.s saint spell.”

Zhang Ruochen couldn’t help admiring Wan Zhaoyi. He was indeed someone who overpowered Chen Wutian and Buddha Xinshu and became the representative of Kunlun’s Field. No wonder he was able to fight Emperor Qing when he was only a saint.

“I can also do it.”

Zhang Ruochen was very confident in himself.

He suddenly heard the voice transmitted from the Crazy Alcoholic. “Zhang Ruochen, I’ve made the higher-cla.s.s Dragon Spirits Mad Oxen Wine. Come give it a try.”

Zhang Ruochen stopped overthinking and vanished.

He showed up right beside the Crazy Alcoholic in the next moment, smiled, and said, “My saint Qi flowed much more quickly by just smelling it.”

There was a giant bronze cauldron that the wine fragrance came from.

“Of course. n.o.body has used the sarira of a Buddha Emperor to make Dragon Spirits Mad Oxen Wine before.”

The Crazy Alcoholic smiled, waved his hands, and opened the cauldron. The fragrance surged, permeating the entire Mount Yuanxu Sacred Land and leaking out of the sacred land.

Whoos.h.!.+

A cl.u.s.ter of Buddha light flew out of the cauldron, falling back to Zhang Ruochen’s hand, turning back to a sarira.

Zhang Ruochen found that the sarira wasn’t changed much. Obviously, making Dragon Spirits Mad Oxen Wine didn’t consume it a lot.

“It smells so good. Everyone, come have a drink.”

Zhang Ruochen couldn’t be more satisfied. He took out a desk and a couple of wine gla.s.ses from his s.p.a.ce ring.

Blackie and Demonic Sound followed the wine fragrance.

Even Demonic Sound, who didn’t know anything about alcohol, was tempted.

“Haha. I’ve made three Tiangang Purple Fire Rune. Can I have a drink as well?” Gu Songzi sat down without even asking.

The wine fragrance permeated very fast. Each trace of wine Qi was like a mad ox raging to a thousand miles away.

w.a.n.g Xu was holding a rules saint weapon, comprehending the saintly way inside a purple formation near Mount Yuanxu Sacred Land. Suddenly, He opened his eyes, sniffed a bit and walked to the edge of the formation, catching a trace of wine fragrance.

“Amazing wine. Where did it come from?”

w.a.n.g Xu swallowed the wine fragrance and couldn’t enjoy it more.

King Hun who was standing at the center of the formation looked into the distance as if he could see the other end of the s.p.a.ce. He said, “Mount Yuanxu Sacred Land.”

“Mount Yuanxu Sacred Land? Zhang Ruochen? Where did he get such wonderful wine?” w.a.n.g Xu sneered.

King Hun said, “Perhaps he realized he’s going to die, so he took out the wine to have a drink. Wu Hao said they’ll be heading to Truth G.o.dly Palace tomorrow, and it’s Su Jing who’ll be their guard. He’s a seventh-step saint king. Wu Hao will tell us their take-off time and route in advance. I can announce that Zhang Ruochen is basically dead.”

“I’ll get his wine after we kill him.”

w.a.n.g Xu couldn’t help sniffing it again and said, “Su Jing is a seventh-step saint king. It’s going to be hard to deal with him.”

“Don’t worry. Lord Ziyan has invited someone who’s a ninth-step saint king, who’s more than strong enough to deal with him. Besides, there are centuries of enmity between that ninth-step saint king and Su Jing. So it wouldn’t be against the rules for him to kill Su Jing,” King Hun said.